Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Uruguay and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Smog to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
Thompson Twins,
Arab on Radar,
The Victims,
Public Enemy,
ABC,
Skarface,
Gong,
Mad Mike,
Siglo XX,
Spandau Ballet,
Outsiders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dawn Penn,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
D'Angelo,
Iggy Pop,
Thee Headcoats,
Barrington Levy,
Faraquet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
The Mummies,
Terrestrial Tones,
Japan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Almond,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stetsasonic,
10cc,
Joy Division,
June of 44,
The Invisible,
Scion,
The Moleskins,
Boredoms,
Amazonics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun Ra,
Magma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
La Düsseldorf,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mojo Men,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Beau Brummels,
John Foxx,
Desert Stars,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.